Chapter 479
In the blink of an eye, Long Xiaoshan came to the grain drying field. At this time, the policemen were as if they were facing a formidable enemy, and there were seven or eight policemen being supported by others.
Zhao Donglai looked solemnly at the two figures huddled together in the grain drying field.
Long Xiaoshan walked over quickly and said, "What's going on?"
"Instructor Long, you are here." A police officer saw Long Xiaoshan: "Instructor Long, a monk suddenly came and insisted on taking Su Songwang away. Our people intercepted him, but he injured seven or eight people. The monk was so powerful that he couldn't even hit his body with bullets, but luckily the team leader intercepted him."
"The bullets can't even hit!"
Long Xiaoshan looked intently, and tiny golden flames lit up in his pupils.
On the grain drying ground, it was Xing Ye and a monk who were fighting.
The two are very fast and difficult for ordinary people to catch.
However, Long Xiaoshan's eyesight was unusual, and he could naturally see that the monk was extremely strong, about forty or fifty years old, and was wearing a black-gray monk's robe. His skin would occasionally glow with an iron-green sheen as he moved. Like iron armor.
He does not have the internal strength of ordinary warriors, but there is a flow of energy between the muscles that is different from the internal strength.
"Hard Qigong!"
Long Xiaoshan narrowed his eyes.
This great monk practices an extremely powerful hard qigong, and his attainments are as pure as fire. His strength is not inferior to that of a mid-level Xuan-level powerhouse.
Such a strong man actually appeared in this small mountain village.
The world is so vast, there are crouching tigers and hidden dragons.
You really can’t underestimate any place.
Moreover, Long Xiaoshan has already seen that Su Dahu's hard skills should be inherited from this great monk. It is very likely that this great monk is Su Dahu's master, but Su Dahu's hard skills are far from this monk.
This monk has gone from the outside to the inside, and even his internal organs have been cultivated to be extremely powerful. No wonder the bullets can't penetrate.
When encountering such a powerful person with hard skills, he is like a fierce general in ancient times. How can he be stopped by some ordinary policemen who charge and kill him
Boom boom!
While watching, suddenly there was a sudden change in the grain drying field.
The great monk used a three-hit combo to break Xing Ye's defense. He stamped his palm on Xing Ye's chest. Xing Ye's body, which was over two meters tall and looked like a god of war, was actually hit several feet off the ground and flew seven to eight meters. , rolled to the ground and spit out a few mouthfuls of blood.
Long Xiaoshan hurriedly jumped to Xing Ye's side and found that his chest was dented several inches, a dark palm print appeared there, and his chest ribs were broken several times.
Xing Ye has practiced the Diamond Art.
To be so seriously injured by a palm shows how powerful the monk is and how ruthless he is. Fortunately, he has practiced the Vajra Art, otherwise he might have shattered his internal organs with a palm.
"Amitabha!"
The great monk chanted the Buddha's name, and without looking at Xing Ye who fell to the ground, he walked slowly towards the handcuffed Su family. When he saw the policemen pointing their guns at him as if they were facing a formidable enemy, the monk said calmly without changing his expression: "You guys These guns are useless to me, so there is no need to waste time. For the sake of you all being members of the public, I don’t want to kill, so please get out of the way."
Su Songwang, who was handcuffed there, beamed with joy and shouted: "Master Iron Buddha, save me quickly, take me away quickly."
A cold voice came: "No one can take you away today."
Long Xiaoshan fed Xing Ye a pill and stood up.
Slowly walking towards the monk, the monk didn't pay much attention at first, until Long Xiaoshan walked towards him, he suddenly felt an inexplicable pressure.
So the monk stopped and turned around to look at Long Xiaoshan.
Long Xiaoshan walked to a place about ten meters away from the monk, and also stood still, sizing him up. The monk was only about 1.6 meters tall, and he was very stocky. His body was like a thick bucket, thick at the top, middle and bottom.
Long Xiaoshan said coldly: "Why are you, an outsider, getting involved in the secular world? Su Songwang's family is running rampant in the countryside and has committed so many crimes. You don't recite your scriptures carefully, but you run out to help the evildoers."
"Amitabha! The poor monk only knows that the Su family has merit in worshiping the Buddha, and there is a cycle of cause and effect. Donor Su planted good causes in front of the Buddha, and today he will get good results. The poor monk is just acting for the Buddha to repay the cause and effect. Donor, please get out of the way. , let the poor monk take away Almsgiver Su." The monk said with his hands clasped together.
"You are a monk who doesn't know the difference between right and wrong. You talk nonsense and are hypocritical." Long Xiaoshan was disgusted by the hypocrisy of this monk.
"Master Iron Buddha, he is the murderer who deposed your disciple Dahu. Our Su family fell into his hands today. As long as you kill him, I am willing to dedicate all the secret treasury of my Su family to the Buddha." Su Songwang Seeing Long Xiaoshan appear, he gritted his teeth with hatred and his eyes were red.
"Amitabha, although Dahu is only a registered disciple of a poor monk, he has always worshiped the Buddha sincerely. You actually don't even let such a devout Buddhist disciple go. Although Buddhism is kind, it also has ways to conquer demons." Iron Buddha said sanctimoniously.
"You fucking sister should go to hell."
Long Xiaoshan was too lazy to argue with this hypocritical monk and punched the Iron Buddha.
At this time, he was almost exhausted due to the treatment of the villagers, so he fought purely with the power of his body. He had the Vajra Indestructibility Technique, which was the holy method of body refining in Buddhism, and even his physical body was equally powerful.
The fist intention breaks through the air, like a wolf howling at the moon.
Iron Buddha's face darkened, as soon as the expert made a move, he would know if there was any, Long Xiaoshan's fist and his mind were uncanny.
To Detiefo's shock, this guy looked much younger than the big man he fought just now.
The strength is actually stronger than that big man.
Iron Buddha relied on his own hard skills and was completely unprepared. He stepped forward with three consecutive hands, palming first and then punching, which was extremely ferocious.
Long Xiaoshan had mastered the Vajra Indestructible Technique, and his skin seemed to be filled with countless golden Buddhist symbols. There was also no defense, and the two of them attacked each other almost at the same time.
Tie Fo's three consecutive moves only landed one palm, and he was knocked out by Long Xiaoshan's punch.
Similarly, Long Xiaoshan was knocked out by a huge force.
Iron Buddha stood up from the ground with a carp kick. The punch made his blood boil. Fortunately, his iron cloth shirt had been trained to the internal organs, so the punch did not seriously hurt him. He looked at the opposite side coldly, Long The hill was hit by his palm and he probably couldn't climb it. . . His eyes suddenly shrank, and Long Xiaoshan slowly climbed up from the ground.
(End of chapter)